We spent a few days in Sucre resting and enjoying the heat. We watched some football and spent a night eating and drinking way too much, somehow ending up in a karaoke bar until 4 a.m. This resulted in us staying yet another day.
We said farewell to the French cyclists, Cyril, Nicolas and Alice, who took a bus to La Paz and we headed out on the road to Santa Cruz with Ellen, Elmar, Myles, and Marcin. Flo, the other French cyclist, was briefly with us but he surged ahead on the first day, not to be seen again.
Prefectura del departamento.
Casa Verde, our hotel in Sucre.
Roof tiles.
Looking north on Estudiantes in Sucre.
Having a drink.
Juice seller in Sucre.
Sucre cathedral.
The Bolivian colours flying from Prefectura del departamento.
Plaza Cochabamba.
Plaza 25 de Mayo in Sucre.
Recoleta viewpoint.
Looking at Plaza 25 de Mayo from Plaza Restaurant’s patio.
Great coffee.
Wrought iron gate and shadows.
Sucre’s Santa Clara.
Sweeping the stoop.
Sucre’s central market.
Recoleta viewpoint.
Plaza 25 de Mayo.
The courtyard of our hotel, Casa Verde.
Cathedral door detail.
Sucre.
Recoleta plaza.
Recoleta market.
A vintage VW Brasilia.
Bowler and braids.
Recoleta Plaza.
Prefectura del departamento.
Sucre’s Santa Clara.
Sucre near the central market.
Moving the goods.
Light and shadow.
Juice bars in Sucre’s Mercado Central.
Sucre Cathedral.
Peanut seller.
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We always enjoy reading your blog and looking at your pictures!
Likewise. We’re following you as you begin your adventure. Stay in touch. I think our paths may cross soon.
Ah…I was looking for the karaoke pictures!